Lyrics:
Cal give your pal a shower
You shit in your Calvin Klein trousers
The night prowler, your life is ours
Knife your Eddie Bauer, leave you pushin' up
lives
And this rap is really fire
It's just pushin' us up higher
40 yard kick, 40 yard kick
40 yard kick from the middle of the pitch
40 yard kick, 40
have no other choice but playin'
The role of a G
This is a gangsta'z life
Straight gangsta'z life
I'm full grown, out on my own
But my impression is
grind mode
The illest thing I ever did I never told
I never stop flow I guess it’s forever green
I going to do this shit for life stutter jangling
you snitch (Huh) nigga did you snitch
(What) I'll pop that forty and have yo ass blitzed (Woah)
Do the dash and let it blow (Clack-Clack) this is how
[E-40]
Uhh! Where I stay they gotta temper they locks
Get they hair done down at Nappy or Not (Bay area!)
No funk abusin' the cops
Droppin' off
with every wind of the clock
Jeffrey makes that amount times'd by a lot cause
Every time you hear this chorus
Jeff Bezos makes forty-thousand dollars
40s and shorties
40s and shorties
40s and shorties
The alcohol is important
The alcohol is the chemistry Keep conversation limitless Hiding behind
said "Hey! You never told me your name"
[00:36:00] "You never told me your name"
[00:38:00] I said "Baby, in this life I am nameless"
[00:40:00] "You
the wrong key
Surrounded by the demons suffocating tell 'em get the fuck up off me
Nothing is free, but nobody told me life was so costly
Oh
Say it ain't so
[Interlude]
Akon (akon)
See'mon
This is the ultimate journey of your life
Where the weak die and the strong survive
Prepare to suffer 40
what I'm sayin. I don't fool wit the Goodie Mob's,
and I especially don't fool wit them E-40's.)
Nigga what the fuck they GOOD fo? Nigga let's shoot
voice clear the air
All I need is money, pussy and weed and forty ounce of freedom
Born as a king yo, the world is my kingdom
I inhale the lies of life
Yes sir
Yeah e yeah e yeah e yeah yeah yeah
Live this life
All I tryna do is live this life
Not everything I'm gonna do is gone be right
But for my
[E-40]
I heard him talkin, but then he walkin, now tell me why
They never been incarcerated in a correctional facility
For doin this kinda street
a journal update
So long live the car crash hearts
Cry on the couch and all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five
So long live the car crash
a journal update
So long live the car crash hearts
Cry on the couch and all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five
So long live the car crash
a journal update
So long live the car crash hearts
Cry on the couch and all the poets come to life
Fix me in forty-five
So long live the car crash
Poking at my problems, I know how to solve 'em
With a ski mask, automatic or revolver
A slave is one whose power and authority is ruled over by another
A yo Pac, you work, you gave a
Lot of love back to uh
Some Bay Area artists like E-40, 4 Tay
(yup) , you know, Dru Down
And the whole crew
Talk about
the s-p-I-see-e with ya nigga e-40 (erick sermon)
Roll in to the curb and die
These motherfuckers don't understand this shit boy
This shit is so damn real man
irrelevant and invisible
Out on the the dancefloor
I'm the oldest person of them all
And what is this
I can no longer handle booze
Is it time to hang up my
irrelevant and invisible
Out on the the dancefloor
I'm the oldest person of them all
And what is this
I can no longer handle booze
Is it time to hang up my
a rusty screwdriver, blaow (I'll fuckin')
I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' hang you by your fuckin' dick
Off the fuckin twelve story building out this
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